LMFAO - She put the hex on they ass~!

They're straight clowning her!~! LOL W.A.B's all over the world! Have mercy

Just Ridiculous

So this is supposed to be an ode to a fallen soldier (figuratively speaking) and i'm presuming that it was this W.A.B'S man or friend or something. I mean this is just preposterous and sickening lol but a great example of some W.A.B'S. This ree ree's flow is all out of whack and I believe she says "It's sooo collddd in the D. How da fuck do we posed to keep peace" LMFAO and who the f*K is on the floor in the beginning of the video???! And they're in a cemetery and then sitting on the ground outside somewhere. HAHAHAH

Please note: do not fall under the guise that all W.A.B'S look a hot mess. Some of them you work with, some of them you might live with (hot damn!) and some of them are even pretty - we'll expose that sector later on.

Toodles.

Come on C-Breezy~!

OK we were going to try really hard to stray away from celebrity bullpucky and keep this as true to the streets as possible, BUT F-IT. We're going to expose the R.A.N'S and W.A.B'S from all walks of life. Now C-Breezy WTF? I mean really WTF? YOU were supposed to know better! At least that's what we thought. You let this situation, your confrontation, your argument, whatever happened between the two of you, push you into the R.A.N category. SMDH - a damn shame.

UGH there's absolutely NOTHING left to say. If you're interested in more details go to http://theybf.com/ - they have the official detailed account from LAPD and the formal charges document. Another cutie shot to hedoublehockeysticks. UGH again, one more time UGH!

W.A.B Rambling

On the constant quest to find and expose the dummy's of the world - we discovered this W.A.B, former R&B crooner Nivea "Don't Mess With My Man" (and honey we won't because if he's dealing with you and that confetti you call hair we don't want him), on one of our favorite blogs-theYBF.com-going on and on about having kids and how the Dream wanted to get the divorce - well damnit we don't BLAME him~! But Dream you shoulda known that was going to be a mess just by the name - we thought Nivea was lotion!

Thank goodness he got away because WHAT THE HELL AND WHY THE HELL?!@



And now that we think about it, we used to like you so we're sure that you can pull yourself together and come out of this W.A.B slump!

A live, in the FLESH, R.A.N

We HAD to do it~! This is some TRUE R.A.N bullpucky! He's sitting at home, at the table eating DRY grits LMFAO talking about some ish that in a nutshell doesn't concern his ass! LOLLLLL It's FUNNY AS HELL THOUGH - so we're going to expose it.

You KNOW Mr. Turner was a R.A.N in his former life~! LMFAO

R.A.N & W.A.B Just The Beginning

UGH~! We have had it up to HERE LITERALLY with R.A.N'S & W.A.B'S. Seriously people ENOUGH is E f8Uking NOUGH. What do we mean by this you say? Well let's see! Where should we begin? Have you ever been on the phone with a guy that you've known for no more than a week and he's said some dumb shit like "yo shorty i'm saying, why can't i come over?" and you're kind of sitting on the phone like "is this bitch stuck on stupid" - and you finally reply "BECAUSE I SAID NO 18 TIMES ALREADY AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU NEED TO COME OVER HERE? YOU AIN'T GETTING SHIT, WE AIN'T DOING SHIT AND AS A MATTER OF FACT WE HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN ON A DATE! SO WHY IN SAMS HELL WOULD I OR SHOULD I LET YOU COME TO MY DAMN HOUSE?!?!" By week 2 you realize that this motherlova has forgotten your name, his conversation hasn't changed, and he still wants to come over because he thinks that trip to Mickey D's on ya lunch break was his "get in where he fit in" milestone. Pure WACKNESS! If you're nodding your head as you read this, then you've had your 1st or potentially 5th, 6th, or 7th, run in with a R.A.N - Regular Ass you finish it off!

OR you're out at the club and there's a gang of broads clucking it up by the bar. NONE of them have a drink in their hands. Why? Because they're broke, they're stuntin, and they've been posted up all night waiting for YOU! You walk up, find the cute ONE, and get to talking. After you 'blame it on the alcohol' you realize her shoes are run over, her Gucci is an Oopsi and her track is slipping. If this has happened to you, then you've been hoodwinked and bamboozled by a Wack Ass you can figure this one out too! Now a W.A.B is just the surface and nothing more, frontin like she got it together, asking you for rent money on the first date, but got on a new pair of Loubs (well at least the soles are red). She's like a car with no engine, broke-down radio, tank on E, air conditioner don't work, and the windows are not automatic!

So this is just the beginning. We're on fire and we feel that we need to fully expose the bulls*t a.k.a R.A.N'S and W.A.B'S. We're tired of folks confusing US with THEM! This ain't no damn mosh pit! We want to make sure you can decipher between the Good. The Bad. And the Oh Hell No. We're done! We say no more! We say it's time for change and off with their heads!